Pheromone'd (Patreon)

Peter wasn’t proud of it, but being a superhero didn’t leave a lot of time for a social life and he was between relationships to ruin at the moment and he’d been staring at Elektra pretty constantly for the past week. In the middle of a hot shower, he got a hard-on that wouldn’t quit and though he reached to twist the dial to cold, he ended up grabbing hold of something else.

His right hand yanked rhythmically up and down his cock, sliding the foreskin up and down over the lube-greased prickhead as he thought of Mary Jane, of Felicia, of his last girlfriend Cindy. How she’d playfully tried to squirm away from him the last time they’d met…

Playfully she tried to squirm away from him. "Peter!" she giggled. "You filthy beast, all you want to do is fuck me. Can't we talk for a few minutes fist?"

"What's there to talk about," he’d said. "You don't want to talk either." He’d stripped off her blouse and began sucking and nipping her neck and bare shoulders.

His balls swelled as his excitement mounted, his loins rocking, his toes clutching sensuously. God, she’d been a hot number. 

Getting out of the shower ten minutes later, he slipped into a terrycloth robe. The doorbell rang just as he was tying it.

Peter gasped when he opened the door. Jessica Drew was dressed in a tit-hugging blouse and a white mini-skirt and leather boots that came up past her knees, emphasizing the shapeliness of her calves.

Cindy Moon was dressed almost identically. Peter swallowed hard as he saw the younger girl's breasts lunge against her tight-fitting blouse when she shifted her weight.

"Well? Can't we come in?" Jessica asked and both girls giggled as Peter stood aside to let them in.

As they eased past him, Peter smelled the heady fragrance of aroused pussy, and he wondered if the two girls had sucked each other off before coming to him. He had no idea why he had thought that, though.

“Cindy? Jessica? What are you doing here?”

There wasn’t much space to his studio apartment. His bed was right there in the living room. Jessica and Cindy sat down right on it. While Cindy stroked one leg against the other in a gentle, sensuous movement, Jessica lightly fingered her own heaving breasts.

“We just thought we’d stop by to see how things are going with you,” Cindy said. “Make sure it’s not too hard for you.”

“It’s not, is it?” Jessica asked. “Too hard?”

Peter really wished he’d been able to dress more thoroughly. Even with his masturbation, he was throbbing so hard he felt like they would notice any minute. In a pair of jeans, at least things would be locked down. In a robe…

“Let me just go put some clothes on,” he said quickly.

“That’s not the way this is headed,” Jessica said.

“Peter,” Cindy said, “let’s be honest. It was fun, last time we were together. I loved it with you, but part of that was because I knew Jessica was watching.”

“She was?” Peter asked.

“And, if she’s being honest, Jessica feels the same way watching you and me,” Cindy continued. “Right?”

Jessica nodded happily. “We’re dynamite together, me and Cindy, and we can be dynamite with other people too. So from now on, if it feels good, do it. And God, does this feel good!”

Her hand was on his cock. Peter groaned. He knew he couldn't get it up again so soon, but Jessica had ways, sinful ways, and she began to use them. Cindy helped. 

“Remember our first time?” Cindy leered at his prick. ”I was too shy to suck you, remember?"

Peter groaned, looked at his beautiful mate, and feasted on her tits. His gaze dropped to her bare legs, her bare pussy. "You were even too shy to jerk me off."

"You showed me how," she said. "You showed me everything.”

"I don't have to now." He grinned. He pushed her to her knees. Jessica was already there.

Cindy’s amateur tongue nuzzled his cockhead while Jessica sucked his balls and then the girls traded places and Cindy took her first taste of scrotum. She had a talented manner of rolling his balls in her mouth, he thought with a groan. Maybe she wasn't such an amateur after all.

"Yesssss, Peter, my Peter, yesss, fuck me, fuck me good and hard, just the way you always wanted to! Pleeease hurry, Peter, I can't wait!" Jessica whimpered, tossing her head from side to side in a frenzy of longing for him, his huge prick, the orgasm he and it could give her.

"Oh, my God!" Cindy yelped. "He's putting that monster in you, Jessica!"

"I know he is," Jessica sobbed.

In no time at all his cock was thrusting up once again and Jessica was working its wet tip around the greased aperture of her ass. "I don't care if it kills me," she sighed. "I've been dying to try this again anyway." Teeth clenched, she wiggled his cock around and around her asshole until it had begun to slip in. Backing against him hard she swallowed his cock in her ass with a drawn-out sigh that seemed to come from the very core of her being.

"Oh, Peter, it's too much... it's way too big!" Jessica sighed.

"You'll like it, dear," he said, and shoved deeper.

“I know,” she said. “I wasn’t complaining…”

Peter couldn’t believe his luck. Just an hour ago, he’d been in the middle of a Sahara-level dry spell, then suddenly two women had practically forced themselves on them. Beautiful, sensual women, perfect from their glossy hair to their cute little toes. It was almost like he’d been granted a wish. Like he’d died and gone to heaven. Like…

"This is all wrong," Peter said thoughtfully.

“Yes, it’s so wrong,” Cindy agreed happily as she suckled at his balls. “So wrong…”

“Pheromones!”

"HUH?" Jessica bellowed, riding Peter's cock home.

“That’s what this is,” Peter realized. “Think about it… Jessica, since when do you give me the time of day? Now you’re watching me have sex?”

“Not just watching!” Jessica cried joyfully.

“It must be some… I don’t know… like when Cindy and I had our problem, only now your pheromones are in the mix, amping it up! We have to get help!”

"Not—now," Jessica grunted. "Not... now!"

“Yes,” Peter said, “right now!”

He forced Jessica off of his member, making her moan so loud it was almost orgasmic, but no sooner had he done so than Cindy knelt before him and went ass to mouth, taking his cock into her mouth and deep down her throat.

Feeling his prick filling her little mouth thrilled Cindy beyond belief and she began to come. She tightened her mouth even more around Peter’s cock and he gasped in surprises pleasure. Cindy gurgled around the stiff prick in her mouth as she came hard. She felt weak with lust and ecstasy as gigantic shock waves of climax washed over her, leaving her whole body trembling like a leaf.

Suddenly, she felt Peter's cock jerk violently against the walls of her throat. She groaned with excitement, knowing that she was about to receive a huge load of cum in her mouth. She could hardly wait, she was so excited.

She continued to work her strong throat muscles around Peter's bucking prick. Even though Jessica's tongue had felt good in her pussy and had made her come, Cindy was glad that it was no longer inside her. Now, she could turn her full attention to her Peter who was, after all, her most favorite lover in the whole world.

Peter's body lurched up from the bed, then crashed back down. His eyes glazed over and he let out a long, wailing howls as he prepared to come.

Just then, a thick, hot gusher of jism shot from his knob and splashed directly into Cindy's throat. It was immediately followed by another spurt of cum, and then another. Glob after glob of the thick, creamy goo was propelled violently from Peter's cock and slid down Cindy's clenching throat.

"Way to go, girl!" Jessica cheered from the sidelines. She reached beneath her new friend’s chest and stroked her tits while the young woman continued to swallow Peter jism.

Cindy felt her own juices pouring out of her pussy and running down her legs. She knew that her clothes would be stained with cum juice by the end of this torrid three-way fuck, but she didn't care. In fact, that knowledge only turned her on more, and she swallowed Peter's cum even more greedily.

Cindy came again as she drank the last of his jism. She slipped Peter's softening prick out of her mouth and fell over onto her back, grinning with satisfaction.

"That was fantastic!" she said, her eyes on Peter.

“Yeah,” Peter said, hurriedly belting his robe before they could get any more ideas. If this was anything like what he and Cindy had… suffered… then the afterglow would give them some sensibility. Time to act… “You have to come with me to the Baxter Building. The Fantastic Four can…”

“We’ll come with you anywhere,” Jessica said, tugging at his belt. Peter tugged it back. “Anytime, too.”

***

Felicia Hardy had a sixth sense for when Peter was hard-up. That was the best time to hit him up. Either she got some sex out of the deal, which was always fun, or she got to tease him out of his mind, which was almost as fun.

Today, though, she didn’t find Peter watching Star Wars or reading up on the penal code or anything she might’ve expected him to be doing. Instead, he was giving it to two chicks at once. Hotties, too.

Way to go, Spider. She couldn’t even be mad, not when he was satisfying them that well. It boded well for her. Peter might not’ve had eight limbs, but he did all right for himself with five…

She watched as he finished off his two sluts—God, it reminded her of back in the day, when he’d had the blonde and the redhead eating out of his palm. If only he’d thought to take advantage of the situation then the way he’d learned to now. 

She kept watching, following from skylight to skylight as he pulled the women back into their clothes and rushed down to their car, still wearing a shower robe. My. How interesting. Maybe that spider-sense of his had tingled to another party in the vicinity, and getting dressed up for it was a waste of time.

Felicia decided to follow…

***

Peter loaded the girls into the backseat and got behind the wheel. He could hear Cindy’s laughter until the door closed behind her excessively wiggling little ass. He leaned forward, resting his head on the steering wheel while his sweating palms gripped it hard. His knuckles turned white.

He knew it was the pheromones, but Peter had never felt so relaxed and peaceful in his life, except for those little twinges of guilt that kept clouding his ecstasy. He knew also that he should be getting help, feeling guilty, but the stirrings of remorse and shame were not forthcoming. He only felt like a satisfied, virile male, one who had been satiated by a beautiful woman. And then, as it happened, by another beautiful woman. He felt a certain power, a certain pride in the fact that they’d both been satisfied by one man: him.

The pheromones. The memory of them echoed in his mind, and a small part of his brain tried to make the self-deprecation come; but he fought the thoughts away and he simply sat there, taking in the musky smell and the permeating odor of their consummated lust.

The urge to drive somewhere private and fuck both their brains out, to make up for all the parking he hadn’t done in high school, was nearly overwhelming. It was irresponsible and reckless to even be in the same car as them. He told him that it was the only way to get them to come—to bring them along—but that only worked if he actually went to the Baxter Building.

Turning the key in the ignition, Peter cranked the AC up full blast. 

***

"How about a cup of coffee?" Sue Storm asked. She turned to face him and looked straight into his eyes. She was a lovely, tall woman with huge, heavy tits. Her dark-blonde hair was drawn back into a simple ponytail. Peter was anxious to find out just how far he could go with her.

"Oh, I'd love a cup." It had to be some side effect of the pheromones, something to do with his combining with Jessica’s and Cindy’s, because he couldn’t stop thinking about Sue. He’d managed to pawn the Brides of Spider-Man off into isolation rooms until they got to the bottom of what was wrong, but that hadn’t stopped his lust, just shifted its target.

Peter's hard-on jerked nervously between his legs as he walked with her into her study. He forgot all about the coffee. He let his gaze run up and down her lithe young body. She looked so pure, so innocent, so Goddamned fuckable.

“I’m sorry Reed isn’t here to help you with this himself,” Sue was saying as she worked the coffee machine. “But, thankfully, he’s developed his AI so thoroughly that all I have to do is push the right buttons and voila! Like this coffee machine. It just needs a woman’s touch.”

Through glass panels, Jessica and Cindy were watching from their rooms. He liked being watched…

The coffee done, Sue moved to a lab table. An elaborate automated system had drawn blood from himself and the girls, then begun playing with it at the table, like a car assembly line working with beakers. Peter approached it, something familiar tingeing his nostrils, but Sue laid her hand on his shoulder and held him back.

“If I’m reading this right,” she said, looking at a readout monitor, “you, Jessica, and Cindy being in the vicinity has supercharged all of your pheromones.” She pointed to a round-bottom flask. “The computer has combined all of your pheromones into one serum to see if it can come up with a neutralizing agent for all three. In the meantime, steer clear of it. It registers a 9.8 on the Van Allen Compulsion Index, which sounds like a lot.” She shook her head. “You must have extraordinary restraint…”

“Yes, restrain us, restrain us!” Cindy said, Jessica nodding along.

***

Felicia peered around the corner, staring at the lab table. So, Peter’d accidentally made Spanish Fly. That could fetch a nice little purse on the black market. While Peter and Sue continued talking, Felicia snuck up to the table. She reached for the beaker containing the pheromones. Come to momma…

“What’re you doing?” Sue demanded, spotting Felicia at work. A lifetime of turning invisible had made her very sensitive to people trying to go unseen. “Let go of that!”

She wrapped a forcefield bubble around the beaker, holding it locked in place. Felicia automatically tried to yoink it, wrapping her hand around the beaker and pulling. With the forcefield surrounding it, it stayed stubbornly in place. Undeterred, Felicia put one foot up on the table to brace herself…

And, as she pulled, her foot knocked the entire table over.

Fumes filled the room…

***

Sue coughed a moment, then formed a forcefield around herself. She could only hope she hadn’t been exposed too much. The smoke formed a fog that hid the room from view; she expanded her forcefield to clear the air. Stopping when it bumped into Peter. 

Sue knew what Peter wanted the instant he looked at her. It was in his eyes. And his robe was bulging even more than it had been.

The forcefield slipped away from her. He started toward her. She held still, staring at him, at his aggressive erection, turning away at the last moment. That was all she could bear to do, but she still felt his right hand begin to fondle her wide hips.

“You want to get fucked?” he asked her.

The very crudeness of the question thrilled Sue. It was as if some inner switch had been thrown. She could think of nothing but fucking and sucking.

But she also knew that she couldn’t possibly cheat on her husband. Desperate to put a stop to this, she turned herself invisible and brought her forcefield back up. She just had to limit her exposure. That was all.

***

Felicia smiled as she felt her cunt already moistening, her pulse accelerating. It was always this way just before Peter gave in.

She opened her suit up and pushed up on the undersides of her full breasts with her open palms. She raised the slopes of the breasts, made them larger against her chest. She inhaled, and her ribs were prominent. She spread her legs, and the tawny down of pubic hair barely covered the slick folds of her cunt. Her right hand moved from her right breast, the wrist grazing the curve of her body as she drove past the spreading hips inside to her crotch. Now the fingertips danced through the hair, combing it, until her forefinger seized hold of a sliver of raw-pink flesh, moistened by lubrication she drew from her cunt with her fingertip.

She stroked the front of her belly above the overturned base of the triangle, and the pale skin between the navel and pubic hair was streaked with moisture. She threaded a few silk strands on the spool of her index finger. The legs were planted firmly apart. She thrust her pelvis forward invitingly.

As soon as Peter caught sight of her she was in his arms. His mouth mauled her. His fingers dug into the flesh of her back through her catsuit.

This was one of the things she loved about him: his controlled brutality. He was a big strong hunk of man, and he never fucked her gently. He engulfed her with rough demanding passion. Already as he kissed her he was tearing her catsuit off her body.

He quickly unfastened her bra and flung it across the room. He squeezed her full breasts in his rough hands. His thumbs dug into her wide soft nipples. "I think I’ll start with these," he said.

Felicia felt her knees weaken as he sucked her aching nipples. Other men had enjoyed her breasts. But every time Peter got his mouth on them she felt like she was going to explode. He didn't make tender love to her firm upswept tits. Instead he devoured them like a starving man. He pinched and rolled them in his hands. He sucked her nipples so fiercely that she cried out in pain.

"Ooowwch! Ohhnnnnn!"

"Does it hurt?"

"Ohhhhh, it hurts good! Do it again!"

He dragged her to the ground. There they undressed one another like wild animals. Felicia gulped again with amazement each time she saw his massive thundering cock. It was unbelievable that a man could have such a big one. A horse, maybe.

But a man?

"Oh God, oh God, I love this big thing of yours!" she murmured. She took it between her naked breasts and smothered the thick jumping shaft in her cleavage. "Fuck my tits, Spider, fuck my tits," she whimpered.

Peter pushed her down on the ground and crouched over her. She held her breasts in her hands and watched him stab the bulbous head of his prick into each of her large nipples. She fantasized him coming right then, the creamy gobs of his jism spurting all over her excited teats. But she didn't want him to come yet.

She extended her tongue as an invitation. "Do it to me, honey, do it to me," she whispered, glaring at his cock lustfully.

Again he nestled the thick shaft between her upthrust breasts and slid the huge head of it between her open lips. Felicia closed her mouth over his monstrously thick cock and sighed with pleasure. She swirled her tongue around his cockhead, making him groan.

Slowly he fucked her warm wet mouth, pushing his prick all the way in, drawing it out to the edge of her clinging lips. She sucked him and smothered the hot twitching shaft with her breasts, squeezing him between each firm mound of flesh. He pushed his cock into her mouth until he stopped against the back of her throat.

"Anngghh!" she gagged softly. "Aannggh! Aannggh!"

He began fucking her mouth more rapidly. She still sucked him, clinging with her lips as he withdrew the huge prick, only to slide it deep into her throat again. She felt his strong hands grasp her head. He crammed her mouth full of his cock.

Felicia went delirious with excitement. She had sucked Peter's massive cock before, but never had he done this to her. He crouched over her now, holding her head and fucking her mouth with short quick jabs. Yielding completely to his ravishment, she slid her hands down to her wet cunt and rubbed her clit fiercely.

"Anngghh! Anngghh!" she grunted, trying to swallow the hot thick meat of his prick.

Their bodies clenched and strained. Felicia worked rapidly on her tingling clit. She arched her back as she felt the first shocks of her climax well up in her.

"Anngghh! Unh! Unh!"

Peter's body shuddered and stiffened. His thick cock grew as hard as a steel pipe in her mouth. She whimpered and moaned as the spasms of her orgasm began to shake her. Suddenly a sharp cry tore itself from Peter's throat.

His cock erupted in her mouth. His hot creamy jism spurted down her throat.

"OOOMMMMM! ANNGHHH!" she gagged, gulping his cum as the sharp spasms of her own climax gripped her.

She whimpered and thrashed as the hot coming streamed through her. Oh God, fuck me, fuck me more! her body screamed. She sucked and tongued his cock frantically, not wanting it to go limp. She knew she could come again and again, if only he would keep it up. Do it to me, do anything to me! Finally be withdrew his soft prick from her lips.

"Felicia, baby, you're really something!" he gasped. 

"Don't... don't call me Felicia," she panted, her body twisting and seething. "Fuck me, Spider, fuck me. Do something to me, please, I can come again! Please!"

He slid down her writhing body and scooped up her breasts in his hands, licking and sucking her throbbing nipples. "Cat, it's a wonder you don't kill someone, the way you fuck."

"That's... that's why I've got you," she gasped. "Oh! Oh Spider, do it to me. Eat me, eat me until it gets hard again!"

He slid between her thighs and began eagerly sucking her wet pussy. Felicia grabbed his head and thrust her cunt up to his tongue, bucking her hips.

"Oh! Oh! OOOHHHHHH!" she wailed, quickly coming again.

Peter got his hands under her firm asscheeks and squeezed them as he tasted her creaming slit. Felicia's beautiful body clenched. She cried out and came again.

Her insatiable desire made his cock grow stiff again quickly. He crouched between her yawning thighs and slid it into her buttery cuntlips, grinning with pleasure. Felicia's eyes were glassy with lust. They rolled up behind her fluttering eyelids as he pierced her deeply with his long cock.

"Ohhhnnnnn... oh God, it's heaven!" she moaned. He fucked her gently, letting her enjoy the feel of his massiveness riding in and out of her burbling cunt.

Her body ran with fire. The big orgasm she wanted was only a few moments away. She twined her body around Peter's, urging him to fuck her harder. 

"Do it to me hard, honey. Do it to me hard! I'm so close to it," she panted. "Hurt me with it, kill me with it."

And Peter did. He grabbed her bucking hips and stabbed her with his cock. Felicia's face was torn with pleasure-pain. She raked his shoulder with her fingernails.

"Ah! Ah!" she yelped, going crazy.

Peter grunted and fucked her creaming cunt viciously. Her tight pussy clung to his thick cock as he rammed it into her.

"Oh God, now... now! God, it hurts, it hurts! Ahhnn! Ahhnnnn!" Felicia panted.

He ripped his cock into her, riding her ass up off the floor, drilling her deep. She locked her legs around his hips and pumped rapidly.

"Annhh! Annhh! AAANNGGHIIIEEEEEE!" she screeched as thunderbolts wrenched her, filled her, blew her apart.

Peter's cock spurted into her again, and the two of them lay panting and gasping for minutes as the pleasure drenched them.

“Again,” Felicia moaned. It seemed like the only word she could possibly speak. “Again!”

***

Jessica and Cindy were breathless as Peter bent his head once more to Felicia’s pouting breasts.

Their own swelled in the confines of their bras as he started to suck the cat burglar's jutting globes. They could feel a sudden ache deep in the pits of their bellies and an itch in their young, unsatisfied pussies.

Now the couple ground their flesh together and Peter kissed her lips with a savage, animal-like fury. The girl could almost feel the aura of sexuality reach them from outside their enclosure. As Peter's hands roamed over Felicia's body, the girls' flesh began to tingle in the same places he touched.

They saw his head move back to her quivering breasts, then down along her body to her thighs. It was so exciting that they could almost feel those lips fluttering on their own flesh. "Do you think he'll fuck her?" Cindy asked.

"Of course he's going to fuck her," Jessica replied. "Now, shhhhh, and watch. They'll hear you."

His mammoth prick was in full view above Felicia now. It looked very hard and long enough and thick enough to split the poor girl in half. But Felicia didn't seem to be afraid. Her hands moved to him and began stroking his hard muscles, then moved on down his body.

"I want your cock," the girls heard Felicia gasp. "Make me your bitch… I really want to be your bitch, Spider.”

"You’ve always been my bitch, sweetheart," Peter replied.

Now Felicia was touching him, stroking his body lovingly with her long red-tipped fingers. Then he was rolling over on his back and she was moving over him. Her big breasts flattened against his belly.

"What's he gonna do now?" Cindy asked.

"Kiss her pussy, duh. Just like we do to each other," said Jessica. "Jeez, I wish he was fucking my cunt with his tongue right now."

Then the couple turned around again with Felicia on her back. Her knees were bent, her thighs spread wide apart. Peter knelt between her thighs. The girls couldn't help but gasp in awe as they saw his buttocks clench and drive the full length of his prick up into Felicia's clasping pussy.

"My God," Jessica gasped. "She took his whole prick like it was nothing."

"Wow... look at 'em fuck," Cindy said in total awe.

They watched as the pleasure of Peter's cock in her cunt spread across Felicia's face. The girl was moaning and urging him to fuck her harder, faster. Her eyes were closed, her mouth became slack, and her head rolled from side to side as Peter rammed his long, thick cock in and out of her seething pussy in swift, plunging strokes.

The two girls played with their own cunts as they watched Felicia approach her climax.

Then it happened.

Felicia's body arched up off the ground. She took Peter up with her until only her feet and shoulders touched the floor beneath her. The girls heard and saw the girl's climax as they roared through their own, brought on by the punishing fingers in their cunts.

"Oh yes, yes, Spider, honey, fucker... come with me... shoot your cum up into my cunt... cream my pussy with your cock!"

The girls watched each other come and then looked back at the couple on the ground. They lay sprawled side by side, chests heaving. Felicia's body still twitched occasionally from her come. Their eyes glittered as they watched, feeling a hollowness inside their own bodies.

"God, I want a cock like that inside my pussy... fucking me," Jessica said.

"Oh shit yes... me too," Cindy groaned.

“Me three,” Sue said.

***

Sue had tried to resist. She’d also tried to leave, to look away, to close her eyes, to do anything but watch as Peter and Felicia ravished each other again and again. But she hadn’t left. She had watched. And now, she couldn’t resist. She opened the door between herself and the girls. 

"Don't leave any marks," she said, shivering. "Remember I'm a married woman."

"How could I forget?" Jessica asked

"I don't know what you mean by that. Ohhhh God, that feels good!"

A raw, carnal air gripped the room as the three dazed young women pressed their sweating bodies together in passion. Jessica kissed Sue, then Cindy, then Sue again. Her breasts pressed against theirs, feeling the stiff little points of their nipples digging into the soft meat, and hers doing the same to theirs. Their hands awkwardly caressed her body, cupping and squeezing her big breasts, sliding over her arms and back and belly, but not daring yet to move near that last forbidden area between her legs.

Sue hugged her tightly, her hands coming around her to cup Jessica's buttocks as the two pressed their breasts together in hot, sensual heat.

Cindy was not excluded. She was beside them, her breasts pressing against the sides of both of them. Her right hand was around Sue, her left around Jessica. Her hands stroked their backs as she kissed their throats and cheeks.

"You look like you haven’t been fucked in months,” Jessica said. “I feel like eating you alive."

“Not if I eat you first,” Sue replied.

Jessica was pressed backwards against a nearby counter. Her legs spread and she groaned as she felt Sue's hips push between them, forcing them further apart. Sue's crotch pushed against hers as the smaller girl pressed forward, her hands tangled in Jessica's hair and her lips pressed tightly against the full red lips of her friend.

Jessica was half lying on the counter as her feet scrambled and slid on the floor. Cindy, her eyes wide, pushed forward, not wanting to be left out. She kissed the side of Sue's face, then, as the other girl's body slid down along Jessica's body, took her place and closed her lips against Jessica's. Cindy sat astride the counter, leaning across Jessica's body, her right hand kneading the swollen mounds on the brunette's chest, her left sliding through the thick black hair. Her lips slid against Jessica's, their tongues sliding daringly together.

Jessica bared her throat to Cindy, letting the woman suckle there as she looked down at Sue. "That's a good girl," Jessica smiled, pleased by Sue's submissiveness as the busty blonde knelt before her. "Now you just be a sweet little whore and put your mouth right on my pussy."

Sue's mouth slid down Jessica's belly, her tongue swirled and circled her belly button, then dipped inside, twisting in circles. She slid downward against, her hands on Jessica's waist, then on her hips. She slid to her knees before Jessica, her face inches from the thin V of pubic hair over Jessica's entrance. She gasped, her chest tight as she beheld the moist cleft at Jessica's groin. 

Never had she seen another girl's genitals so closely, never had she touched them, smelled them. She slid her trembling fingers down through the curly brown hair and over the little slit. She pressed her finger against Jessica's slit, sliding it up and down. Jessica's belly kind of humped outward against her, the brunette's bowed legs almost slipping on the floor. Sue felt the heat and wetness on her friend's slit. She pulled her finger away and stared at it before her eyes, then put it back against the slit and... pushed.

"Oh Jesus," Jessica panted. "Go ahead, do it, do it!"

The sound of Jessica's indrawn breath was a loud hiss of pleasure as she felt Sue's finger slide easily into her canal. It pushed upward into her body until the knuckle ground into her clit. She groaned up into Cindy's lips, her mind consumed with lust as her body followed suit.

***

"God, I can't believe it," Felicia murmured when he finally crawled off her.

"I don't know why you can't," Peter grinned. "It happens every time."

"I know. I still just can't believe it, sometimes."

He was right. Every time seemed better than the last. Each time they were alone together, they fell on one another like two wild animals in heat. She had orgasms that she had thought were unbelievable before Peter. They were killing her. She felt split and reamed and torn apart by them. She didn't know why she could get such tremendous physical pleasure from him and yet not want to stay more than a few minutes after fucking was no longer possible.

But she was already anxious to leave. And as they both recuperated, he seemed just as anxious to have her leave. We have nothing in common but the most beautiful fucking imaginable, she thought. But that's enough.

She grinned slyly with this knowledge as she kissed him. "See you next week?"

"If I've recuperated by then," he grinned back.

"I've never known you not to."

"Just don't let anyone wear you out."

"Are you kidding? They just get me ready." Her attention was now on Jessica Drew. She was lying on a counter, her legs stretched wide, her pussy glistening with a heavy coating of saliva—women’s saliva. "Oh... yes," she gasped, feeling her heart begin to pound in her throat. "I'm... ready for anything!"

***

Cindy felt her entire body flushing with carnal energy. She bent forward across Jessica's body, her mouth suckling and slurping at Jessica's lips. Their mouths joined, lips slipping back and forth. Their wet tongues slithered together as their hands fondled each other. Jessica's fingers had tentatively moved up onto Cindy's small breasts, rubbing over her tiny, steel hard nipples, flicking them with her nails and twisting them around.

Sue's face moved against Jessica's crotch. Her fingers held the exquisite opening wide as her tongue pushed far out and lapped upward along the fuck entrance. Jessica's juices tingled on her tongue, her first-ever taste of female. She buried her face in the lush warm hole, sucking and wriggling her tongue from side to side. She searched for Jessica's clit, up near where her lips joined at the top. It wasn't difficult to find, hard and erect as it was. She touched it, only briefly, and Jessica groaned, shoving her crotch up. She began tonguing the little bud, her breathing coming in rapid gasps as she concentrated her efforts on the ultra-sensitive organ. Her finger was sliding in and out of Jessica's sex, marveling all the while at the softness of her friend's insides. She'd felt her own pussy before, of course. Somehow this was far, far different. She held onto Jessica's thighs as the girl began to rut out at her, trying to jam her cunt on her tongue.

"You like licking pussy, don't you, Sue? It makes you horny to taste another woman's pussy, doesn't it?" Sue was too busy eating pussy to answer. Yes, it definitely was making her horny!

Sue's fingers moved upward onto Jessica's buttocks as the girl's legs thrashed and bounced in delight. She pushed her tongue deep into Jessica's hole, mashing her nose into the thin growth of brown fur. She could hear Jessica's muffled groans and grunts as she responded to the hot tonguing and finger fucking of her hole. Then Jessica was lurching her lower body up into the air, mewling and whining with delirious pleasure as she climaxed in surging, white hot waves of sexual ecstasy. Her arm locked around Cindy's head, locking their mouths together. Her other hand slid down onto Sue's head, pushing her face into her pulsing, throbbing cunt as she humped up into against her.

"Now I want you to sit on my face," Jessica mumbled. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

Sue smiled, delighted by the request. It turned her on to know that somebody shared her kinky desire. She rolled out of the way and pulled Jessica down to lie on her back where she'd been lying. The floor was wet with her sweat, and Jessica settled back in it, her face flushed, her hand pressed between her thighs. Sue straddled her head and pressed her hot cunt to Jessica’s mouth. As she licked and sucked, moaning appreciatively, Sue began to squirt.

"Awww yeahhhh!" Jessica panted, slobbering over Sue's cumming cunt. Her tongue flapped. Hot female cum ran down her cheeks and neck, ran into her mouth. She choked as she swallowed, but she kept sucking for more.

"You’re drinking her cum!" Cindy said. "Wow! I don't believe it!"

Felicia didn't believe it either. She didn't think she'd ever been more shocked by a sight. Her shock, though, passed in seconds, giving way to excitement, and she stuck a finger between her cuntlips and started rubbing. Cindy started masturbating too.

"Mmmmn, yesssss." Sue moaned, tossing her head from side to side. "Suck that cunt!" Her orgasm had stopped, and now she was rubbing her sizzling cunt in Jessica's mouth, trying to bring herself off.

"Mmmmmm!" Jessica growled, licking and gnawing at the succulent offering. She drilled her tongue up Sue's pussy, darting the tip of it at her G-spot, twisting it inside her and licking out the tasty folds and crevices of her fluffy, sizzling-hot cunt.

In less than a minute, Sue came. Throwing her head back, grabbing her tits and squeezing, she humped furiously at Jessica’s lips and exploded. Shudders coursed through her body and her juices flooded Jessica's mouth. She fucked Jessica’s face for nearly a minute, muttering and rubbing her spastically contracting crotch all over Jessica’s mouth and nose. Finally, her orgasm subsided and she climbed off.

Sue had no sooner dismounted than Cindy straddled Jessica’s face and sat on it. As Jessica growled sucking the girl's tart-sweet pussy, Cindy contracted her loins and began to come. She sighed as the cum dribbled from between her cuntlips, drenching Jessica's face and filling her mouth.

"Drink my cum!" the humping nymphette panted. "Ooooh yes, suck, lick!"

She grabbed her tits, rubbing and squeezing as she humped, simultaneously coming and face-fucking.

Jessica groaned, sucking greedily, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of girl-cum, sucking Cindy's sizzling pink sex, rubbing her nose against Cindy’s hot, squirming clit. 

"I'm gonna come!" Cindy gasped, cum still dribbling from her cunt. "Oh yes! Oh--oh God!"

Her eyes rolled back and her nude body quivered with sensation. Pleasure exploded in her loins and she fed both her juices and her cunt to the growling Jessica.

Felicia, jerking off rapidly, nearly came as she watched. She couldn't imagine a hotter scene. Each new scene she watched or participated in seemed to be hotter than the last. She had to cum badly—and she had to come now. As Cindy's orgasm ended and she crawled off Jessica’s face, Felicia staggered toward Jessica, the cum already flowing from her cunt as she settled her crotchlips over Jessica’s mouth.

"Ohhhh yessss." Felicia sighed, coming freely and profusely, rubbing her red-hot pussy in Jessica‘s face as she filled her mouth with her hot female cum. "Mum, honey! Oh baby, drink it!"

Felicia squealed as Jessica reamed out her crotch with her tongue. The sensation of squirting while simultaneously being sucked and licked sent tingles streaming to every part of her body. Her nipples and toes especially tingled. There was something ultra-exciting about coming in Jessica's mouth, about rubbing her crotch in Jessica’s face and making her simultaneously blow her and drink her cum. Felicia panted rapidly, nearly hyperventilating, and in no time she was coming.

"That was so good," Jessica said. "So fucking good. But I want more. I want some cock, stiff cock."

Felicia pulled her mouth away from the dripping hole. "Yeah?" she said. "You really mean it?"

"Oh, do I need it!" Jessica said.

"Well, I know someone that will be more than happy to take care of you." 

"Get him," Sue said.

"Okay," Felicia said, turning to her. "But I'd better warn you. He’s kind of rough."

"I don't care what he does to me. As long as I can get some cock I'll do anything they want."

Felicia smiled to herself. She knew Peter would be a perfect gentleman. But she also knew that if she happened to give them a little nudge toward Peter fucking Sue in her MILFy ass, they’d thank her for it. Eventually.